0 comments/ 169625 views/ 0 favorites Keith By: tiedNbound It took me a long time to get up the nerve to actually call a man and offer myself for sex. It had been a long time fantasy of mine, and plugging myself with a dildo just wasn't enough anymore. I wanted my first guy to be older and taller than I, experienced, a dedicated Top man, and hung as well as possible. The dildos I had played around with had gotten progressively larger, so I knew he had to be at least eight inches long and two inches thick, or I would probably be disappointed. I bought a Swinger's magazine at an adult bookstore. It had several telephone Personal services in the back for gays and bisexuals. I picked one at random, and started calling. There were several good ones close to home that met my criteria. I started out leaving just a message or two, until I got a response. I was surprised at how many responses I actually got, including a few unsolicited ones to my own personal ad. One of these was a black man with a nine inch cock that sounded really nice, but he was too young. Another guy described how he wanted to fist me, and it sounded exciting, but I knew I wasn't ready for that. Another black man said he had ten inches, but something in his voice scared me. I finally settled on a 44 year old named Keith. He said he was divorced, lived in a condo, had an eight inch cock, stood 5' 10", and had graying hair. He lived only about 30 miles away, so I called him at home one evening. We chatted for about an hour, about what each of us expected from an encounter. He had a very soothing voice that sounded safe, so I asked him if we could meet. He gave me directions to his home, and we planned to get together that Friday at eight. I was nervous all day, but I didn't want to call him and cancel. I was sure that if I could just get myself to his house, undress, get into his bed, and have his cock offered to me, all my inhibitions would disappear. I dressed in some of my best clothes for the occasion. I really didn't think I would be in them long, but I wanted to look good for him. Underneath, I wore skimpy black underwear. I put a couple of condoms in my pocket just in case, and left for Keith's. I was just a few minutes late. I felt embarrassed now. Would he be upset with me? Would I be someone he would want to have sex with? Being a bottom, I really didn't know what it was that turned on a Top man. When I looked at pictures of naked men, the most important thing to me was the size of his cock-everything else was secondary. I parked where he had told me. I still hadn't lost my nerve, so I walked straight to his door and rang the bell before I changed my mind. What would he look like? When he answered the door, I was pleasantly surprised. He was an average looking man, but not bad looking at all. He smiled and invited me in. I stepped into his living room, where the lights were dimmed and a porn movie was playing on the VCR. "To get into the mood," he said. He took my jacket, layed it over the back of a chair, then came and stood next to me, his hand on the small of my back. "Do you want to watch the movie, or just go upstairs?" he asked. "It doesn't matter to me," I said, still very nervous. He went over to the television and turned it off. Oh, God, we were going to get right to it, I thought. He did give me a choice, I guess. There was no turning back now, as he led me to the stairs, motioning me to go first. As I started up, he put his hand on my ass and gave it a gentle squeeze. "We're going to have a good time," he said. I was to nervous to respond. At the top of the stairs, he guided me to the left by again touching the small of my back. I don't know if it was simply his way, or if he just knew how to put someone at ease, but he was actually calming my nervousness somewhat by his touches, and that low, soothing voice. His bedroom was at the end of the hall, next to the bathroom. A single lamp was on low in the opposite corner, and the twin bed looked as if it had been freshly made up. I walked in ahead of him, and sat down on the side of it. "I'm very nervous," I said. "That's okay," he said, smiling. "We'll start with a massage to get you relaxed." He stepped close to me, and started rubbing my nipples through my shirt. I felt them hardening to his touch. I hadn't known they would be so sensitive, but it was really turning me on. I couldn't even look up at him, so I just stared down at what he was doing. He played with them for awhile, and then reached down to pull my shirt over my head. As he dropped it on the floor, I took off my shoes and socks. Once they was off, he said, "Lay down, and I'll rub your back." I moved up onto his bed and put my head on a pillow, he sat down next to me, and began a wonderful massage. That was all it took for me, really. It felt so good that I very soon was completely relaxed. He noticed, too. After about 20 minutes, he told me to roll over. When I did, I looked him in the eyes for the first time since we had come upstairs. He leaned over me again and started rubbing my chest and stomach. This man really knew what he was doing. He never said a word as he worked. Eventually he worked down to my pants, and casually unbuttoned them. He hooked his fingers inside the waistband, and when I raised my hips off the mattress, he pulled them down and off my legs, dropping them on the floor. Next went my black underwear. Now, I was completely naked in front of this man that I had just met less than an hour ago, in his bed, and he was still completely clothed. I felt very vulnerable, but also very excited! He kept on massaging me for awhile, silently, in the dimness of his bedroom. He worked himself between my legs as he rubbed my chest, pushing my legs apart. The cool air of his room hit my crotch, and suddenly I was feeling aroused. I hadn't seen his cock yet, but I was beginning to see the outline of it through his pants. I wanted to reach out and touch it, but I didn't want to be the aggressor. He was doing just fine, taking charge the way he did. His hands moved from my chest, to my stomach, to my legs, and then across my penis. He stroked it just once or twice, and then quickly knelt between my legs, pulled them up over his shoulders, and stuck his tongue right up against my asshole. I was surprised that he would want to do that to me, and once again I felt vulnerable, but he dove right in to me, licking all around my hole like he really enjoyed it. It didn't take more than a few seconds until I discovered I liked it, too. He pushed my thighs up and back, opening me up to him, and ate me good for at least twenty minutes. His tongue bathed my entire crotch and the backs of my thighs in his saliva. What he was doing felt so good, but what finally made me gasp out loud was when he pushed his tongue inside me. I felt so wet down there already, but he fucked his tongue in and out of me as deep as it would go, until I could feel his nose pressing against my crotch and his unshaven chin on my ass. In and out, in and out, and then around and around the outside again, over and over and over. My legs were beginning to quiver in his hands, but he continued to hold them up and lick me until I felt sopping wet. How was I so lucky to find this guy as my first? Then just as quickly as he started, he dropped my legs and got off the bed. I couldn't anticipate this man. I suppose he knew that, and used it to keep me in a constant state of arousal and anticipation. Next to me, he began to undress, first his shoes and socks, then his shirt, then his pants. He wasn't wearing underwear, which I found erotic. But what turned me on most was his lovely cock. He was cut, not fully hard yet, and it swung from side to side over two large testicles in a heavily wrinkled scrotum. I was entranced by it. This was the reason I had come here tonight. This was the cock that would soon be the first to slide deep up into my asshole. He got onto the bed next to me, his beautiful cock swinging, and knelt next to my head, holding it out towards my face. I immediately turned on my side and opened my mouth widely. I wanted to taste him so badly. He guided it into my mouth with one hand while placing his other hand on the back of my head, pulling me onto him. I had had no idea what a cock would taste like, but I knew right away that I was going to enjoy sucking them. Since he wasn't hard yet, I was able to take him all the way in until his pubic hair was tickling my nose. He began to slowly thrust, low groans coming from his throat, both hands now resting on my head. The feel and taste of him, plus the fact that I was sucking a man's cock for the first time in my life, instantly made me want him to come. I really wanted this guy to shoot a thick, hot, full load of sperm directly into my mouth, and now! Again, he surprised me. After just a few strokes, he abruptly withdrew and rolled onto his back beside me. "Move down here and suck it," he said, guiding me between his legs. He was nicely hairy, which only added to my increasing level of arousal. The fact was, I was getting hot! He seemed to know just what I needed, and his take-charge charisma was making me do things I hadn't thought possible. By the time I moved on my hands and knees in between his hairy thighs, he was fully erect. In this new position, in the low light of the room, I could see how nice his cock was. Pink and shiny with my saliva, with a thick head shaped like a mushroom, he was fully eight inches long, with a slightly upward curve. I dropped my head at the same time I curled my hand around the shaft, pulling it up, took him as far into my mouth as I could, and started to suck. His soft round head was plunging against the back of my throat in no time as I hungrily sucked him. I couldn't believe how good he tasted. I used both hands as well, stroking his shaft and balls while I nursed on his head like a little baby. I didn't care if he couldn't get it up again, I just wanted him to cum! Apparently he had other ideas. "Suck my balls. Lick 'em," he instructed. I obeyed immediately. Pumping his cock slowly in my left hand, I pushed his balls up into my mouth with the other and rolled them around with my tongue. Stealing a glance up at him, I saw he had his eyes closed, and he was moaning softly and saying, "Yeah, yeah, suck it. Suck my balls." I was so happy that I was able to give him this pleasure, I was moaning a little by now, myself. I still didn't get the mouthful of his load that I wanted, though. I felt him sit up and grab my head, pulling me off of him, turning me around on the bed. He started to position me on my hands and knees, but then changed his mind and guided me onto my back. His cock was standing fully up now, and it looked like it was straining to bust out of its skin. It seemed like an angry hornet, terrifyingly beautiful. He quickly moved in between my legs again, which I pulled slightly upwards in anticipation of the hard fucking I was sure I was about to receive. But once again, he changed tactics on me, and dropped down to eat me again. When his tongue probed me, I shuddered from head to toe. He held firmly onto my thighs just like before, but my calves and feet were jerking and shaking with each stroke of his tongue. With all this foreplay, he had me completely at his mercy, and now I was moaning unabashedly and calling his name, begging him to lick me. He was attacking my ass like a wild man. I couldn't believe how wet I was down there. Then, as I tossed my head from side to side, my eyes closed, and my fists balled up in the bedspread, he sprang up on his knees, flipped my legs into the air over his shoulders, and popped the big mushroom head right into my asshole. "OHHH!" I cried out, more from surprise than pain. Lubing me with nothing more than his own spit, he managed to do something I could only do with patience and lots of Vaseline. My mouth agape, gasping for breath, I looked him at him. Leering back down at me, he placed his hands on the mattress beside me, and began to work his cock into me. It only took him about three tries to get all eight inches of his fabulous meat buried in my ass. He stretched and filled me so much better than any dildo I had ever used on myself. "OOOOOHH!" I moaned to him. "Oh, yes Keith, fuck me. Please fuck me baby." That's exactly what he did. He pounded me hard, slowing only to raise my ass higher off of the bed, for I don't know how long. He stayed so hard inside me, I don't know how he did it. He didn't even seem to be breathing hard, but I sure was. The heat that was building up in my ass was unbelievable. I never knew it could be so good. My hands couldn't seem to find a place to stay. One minute they were caressing his forearms, the next they were desperately gripping the mattress or above my head, squeezing the headboard slats. All the while, Keith's cock was driving into me, shaking the bed to the floor. "You feel so good in me, baby. Oh Keith, your cock feels sooo good!" He wasn't hurting me at all, but I figured I'd pay for this in the morning…or the drive home! He didn't say much while he fucked me, but his grunts were enough. I knew he was enjoying taking my cherry as much as I was. Finally, he let my legs slide off the he sides of his shoulders, and leaned down to me, his face almost touching mine. I thought he was going to kiss me, which also would have been my first, but I was SO ready for it. I put my arms around his back and parted my lips, ready to feel that wonderful tongue in my mouth, when suddenly he turned his face to the side, dropped his full weight on me, and with a loud groan, his hips bucked against me, and I could feel his cock lurch inside me as it poured hot semen into my ass. Keith was grunting in my ear as he came. I wrapped my arms and legs around his back and held him tightly against me, savoring the moment. I was no longer an anal virgin. When he was through, he raised up and dragged his cock out of my asshole, and walked to the bathroom. I could feel his cum running out of me and down the crack of my ass. I was too exhausted and weak to pull my legs together to keep it inside. I was still trying to get my breath back when he returned, his once proud cock now limply sagging over his balls. He sat down on the side of the bed while I got my breath back. "You were pretty good," he said. "You've got a nice, tight ass." "Thanks," I replied. "That felt great. Can I see you again sometime?" "Just give me a call." I put my clothes back on, and he showed me out. On the drive home, I had a really nice ache between my legs. Keith Maureen was on the bed, naked, clutching the sheet to her chest. She had woken up startled by thudding sounds in her room. Switching on the bedside lamp had revealed a clearly intoxicated Keith taking off his shoes, then his jacket and finally his cap. He looked so cute! Nonetheless, this was hardly an appropriate hour for him to be thudding through her house. Lord knows M was a light sleeper and getting him to sleep with Keith in the house was near impossible. The boys played well together. It was tiresome to say the least. "Keith, a little quieter please. There are other people in the house and they are asleep." She hissed at him as he removed his shirt. The benefits of a younger guy. Great fucking body. She had wanked so many times to images of him stripping for her. She made a mental note to ask him sometime. She moved backwards towards the headboard when he started towards her. "I checked on him, sound asleep." he told her as his hand closed around the calf of her leg, drawing her down the bed and closer to him. "Stop it Keith, get some sleep." Maureen whispered to him even though she was curious about where this was headed. He of course ignored her. She gasped as he bit her lips and threw her head back in pain as he brutally pulled her thighs apart, exposing her glistening flesh to his triumphant gaze. He took advantage of her current vulnerability to get rid of the rest of his clothes, tossing away his pants and boxers, watching her lips part as her gaze rested on the large, heavy cock springing free. He smiled a slow, predatory smile, as he knelt again on the bed, his hands grabbing the back of her thighs, holding her open as he lowered himself on top of her, his weight pinning her beneath him. "Someone said they liked rough sex, I am just delivering Maureen." He whispered huskily into the lips, feeling her chest heaving unevenly as her hard nipples brushed against him. His hands left her thighs, to delve between them and pinch her pussy lips lightly. It made her jerk and he repeated the action. The result was the immediate lubrication of her pussy folds and Maureen moaned as the wetness grew and spread between her thighs. A thick finger prodded the wet folds and ran along her slit deliciously. He stopped for a moment pinning her arms up above her, her nipples jutting provocatively for him. She felt somewhat aroused by her position of vulnerability under him. "God I love how your body responds to my touch, it makes a man want to touch you all the damn time." Maureen could smell the whisky on his breath. On him it actually smelt good. She reached upward and kissed him quickly before settling back down. His fingers were still doing evil things to her pussy. Coating his fingers in her juices, he rubbed along her slit and deliberately avoided her clit. Se tried in vain to shift and move it on his fingers instead. He lifted his hand off her and shook his head at her. "Patience my dear is a virtue." he warned softly as he finally indulged her. He ran his thumb over her clit gently and pinched it lightly. The contact made her jerk into his hand. She writhed and shuddered under his expert touch and she was amazed he could be this attentive and drunk at the same time. Another joy of dating a younger man, his stamina was unequaled. Leaving her arms alone, he settled between her legs and spread them wider. She felt him inhale her. She thought he was going diving but he instead went back to fingering her. Holding the hood of her clit with a finger against her mound, he reinserted his finger deep. Another finger joined the first one and then a third. It felt like he was playing a xylophone within her walls. He was playing some imaginary instrument in there with his fingers. It brought Maureen dangerously close to cumming but he withdrew his fingers just as she started chasing the orgasm. "Sweet." He said appreciatively as he knelt on the bed and licked his fingers clean. Leaning over her, he kissed her thoroughly letting her taste herself on him. It wasn't a taste she was particularly partial to and he knew it. She turned her head away to escape his invading fingers and he laughed. He took a moment to shift and place his cock against her stomach as he came to lie on top of her. He was bigger than her and she placed her hands on his chest just incase he'd forgotten how much he outweighed her. Her wriggling movements made his cock rub along her stomach and she could feel the tip leaking of onto her skin. Sliding lower, he thrust into her without the earlier gentleness of the fingering. She was wet and willing as he slid in to the hilt. He stopped for a moment for both of tem to get used to his size inside her. While he was not necessarily an elephant in that department, he had enough to drive her nuts. She especially loved how thick he was. His thickness made feel every ridge and vein as his velvet cock pushed in another inch deeper. When he was sure he had bottomed out, he pulled her legs over his shoulders and braced himself on his arms. He withdrew a few inches and then impaled her on his engorged member once again. "Your pussy feels exquisite. Very hot and wet and tight. Do I ever have to leave?" he asked with a smile as his thrusts became longer and faster. Maureen could only manage a short giggle as he rammed into her in hard successive thrusts. She arched off the bed and he took this chance to put his hands under her butt. Grabbing it in both his hands at either side of her, worked himself inside her in longer but more controlled strokes. He slowed down from the earlier frenzy and took his time. He was agonizingly slow and she wanted him to pick up the pace. Keith wasn't to be rushed however. He pulled in and out, watching her face as she let him go at his own pace. At this speed however, she could feel him feeling her cunt muscles contract around his cock and his cock twitching inside her in response. Finally when even he could no longer hold on, he increased his speed dramatically and went back to the impaling. He rode her body hard and fast, his hands still under her ass. "Put your legs around me." He whispered to her as they both labored in breathing. Groaning, he rammed harder and faster than she thought humanly possible. He used his body to dominate hers, pounding into her as her wet pussy clutched at his thick dick. "Rub your clit baby, I can't let go of the butt, too sweet." She played with it while he rose up a little to give her space. He still didn't let her ass go. She could feel his hands under her, grabbing both cheeks roughly then kneading softly. He alternated between the grabbing and the kneading all the while still pounding into her like he was on crack. He dipped his head and took a pert nipple into his mouth. Sucking on it hard, she could feel him get ready to cum. He started rotating his hips as he slammed down and this was her undoing. She came on his cock as he continued to bang away, reaching for his own climax. She felt him swell deliciously within her pussy and with a louder than usual groan he released thick ropes of cum into her wet and now sensitive channel. He was done in deep brutal stabs, getting off her and blowing playfully on her. "Trying to cool you down babe. You good?" he asked gently turning to face her. "I'm sore all over Keith, and I feel fantastic." Maureen yawned. Sleep was coming; it had no choice, that orgasm had drained her. Keith & I Keith and I grew up in the same area of neighborhoods. We always knew of each other but it wasn’t until high school that we actually started hanging out together. During our sophomore year we got to a point that we were inseparable. The rest of high school we did everything together – going to parties, going on double dates, planning our futures, etc. When we graduated, we did just as we had planned. We both went to different colleges, got good jobs, and married. The only difference was that I had my 2 children – he didn’t yet. Roughly 10 years went by before we found each other living in the same area again. Once we found this out, we were inseparable again. Our wives ended up getting along great, so we got to spend many weekends together. This weekend in particular, his wife had to leave on a business trip and my wife was taking the kids to visit her parents. I had to work on Saturday so Keith and I decided we would hang out that night. After work, I got a shower and stopped for a case of beer on my way to his house. We ordered pizza and immediately started drinking. As we started on the second 12, Keith asked if I would like to watch some porn. “Sure, why not?” I said, laughing. “Well,” Keith said, “the wife & I belong to a video club. If you order so many movies, they send you a freebie. The last time we got some there was a freebie in it that I’m not sure about.” “What do you mean?” “Well…..I think this one might be a gay video.” “Really!” I said, laughing. “Yeah……..you want to check it out?” “Ok…….whatever.” Keith got up, disappeared into their bedroom, and came back with a cassette. He popped it in the machine, pressed start, and sure enough, it was. There was scene after scene of guys sucking and fucking other men. At about the 4th scene, one man was sucking on another man’s cock and enjoying it very much. “Hmmmm….” Keith said. “That guy seems to be enjoying what he’s doing.” “Yea he does,” I said, as I took another drink and shifted in my seat. My dick was starting to get hard and it was uncomfortable rubbing against my jeans. “Damn………sorry, man, but I got to,” I hear from Keith as he unzips his pants. “I don’t know why but my dick is hard as a rock. Maybe it’s the thought of someone sucking on my shit as enthusiastically as this guy is.” “I hear you,” I say, unzipped my jeans. “wish the wife was that thrilled with it.” As we both started laughing, I looked over at him. His head was sticking out of the top of his underwear. He wasn’t kidding about being hard, I could see the outline of his shaft. “Ok, this isn’t going to work……I must release the ‘beast’”. He stood up, took off his pants and sat back down. Now I could see the whole outline of his shaft . He seemed to have about as much as I do. Keith, who sees my head sticking out of my boxers, looks at me and says, “Dude, aren’t your jeans killing you?” “Yea, it’s a little uncomfortable.” “Well take ‘em off, man. There’s no one around but me and obviously I don’t care.” I glance over at him and he is slowly rubbing his cock through his underwear. “Well…. Ok.” I say as I stand up and pull off my jeans. “You know, I’ve never thought about this before but, I bet a man could suck a mean dick. I mean, hell, if you’ve got one you know what feels good, right?” “Well…I guess so.” I reply. “I bet I could suck a man’s dick and he’d love it.” he said, still rubbing himself. “Really? You’d suck a man’s dick?” I asked. “Well…….it would have to be someone I knew and trusted but, yeah, I think so.” “Man, your crazy.” I said as I shifted in my seat. “Crazy? I’ll show you crazy.” he said as he got on his knees on the floor in front of me. “Dude, what are you doing?” I asked as I felt his hands on my boxers. “Just relax. This is just fun between friends, right?” “Uuummm……” He leans forward and starts running his tongue around my swollen head. His hands pull my boxers down so he can grab my shaft. He feels me tense up and says, “Relax man, it’s me, your friend of how many years? You’ll like this.” I can feel his lips on my head. Slowly he starts bobbing up and down, his tongue swirling around. “If you want more, you need to lift your ass.” Without thinking, my ass comes off the couch and he pulls my boxers off. Now my rock hard cock and my balls are in plain sight for him. “Damn, man, you’ve got more dick than I do.” “Really?” “Yeah, see.” he says as he stands up and pulls off his underwear. His cock is hard and I can see a bit of pre cum glistening on the end. He gets back on his knees, lifts my rock hard cock off my stomach, and slides it into his mouth. With his other hand, he starts playing with my sack. I hear someone moaning and then realize, it’s me! “See. I told you I could suck a mean dick……..Lift your legs.” I don’t know why he wants me to lift my legs but I do. I make sure to keep them spread wide so he can still suck me. I glance at the TV screen and there is some man getting a blow job. The “blower” and Keith have the same rhythm going. “Mmmmmm……” He takes his hand from my nut sack and runs it up under my shirt. He find a nipple and starts tweaking on it. His mouth is warm and wet, sliding back and forth over my cock. “Mmmmm….” I say again. He takes his other hand from my shaft and starts rubbing my nuts again. Then his finger goes back towards my asshole. He circles it all the while bobbing up and down on my cock. “Yeah……” comes out from my lips. I can feel my stomach start to get that tickle. “Your gonna make me cum, dude.” He stops what he’s doing and says with a smile, “We can’t have that yet……” He gets off the floor and gets on the couch next to me on his knees. “You can cum but you have to do it here.” he says as he spreads his butt cheeks with his hands. “Oh man, are you sure?” “Don’t worry, this isn’t my first time.” I get up and position myself behind him. I take my slick cock and start rubbing his asshole. He moans and says, “That’s it, man. Stick your big, stiff dick in my ass.” I put my cock up to his hole and can feel its tightness. “Shouldn’t we have some lube for this?” “No. I lubed you up plenty, buddy…..Fuck me.” With a little force I slipped my dick into him. It was so warm and tight. “That’s it….fuck me.” I started into a slow rhythm until he got used to the size of my dick. “Mmmmmm……yeahhhh…….faster.” I grabbed his hips and started fucking his asshole faster. Soon we were both moaning . “That’s it……fuck your ol’ buddy Keith in his ass. Yeahhhhh.” As I fucked his ass all I could think about was his poor cock standing there with no attention being given to it. I took one of my hands from his hips and reached around him. I found his cock and wrapped my hand around it like it was my own. I started stroking it and soon his hand was on mine. “Ohhhhh, Yeahhhhh! That’s it…… Yeahhhhh…..YEAHHHHHH……YEAHHHHH!!!” I feel his asshole start to clench on my dick and his dick start twitching. Then I feel his warm goo start leaking down my hand. It’s all too much for me to handle and I start pumping my load into his ass. Stroke after stroke a shoot my wad. I have never felt so much cum come out of my dick. I pumped him until I felt my dick start to soften. I pulled out of him and stood up. Keith turned around to me smiling. “Damn, man. That was excellent.” “I can’t believe we did that.” I said, somewhat blushing. “Your dick felt good in my ass…….soooo…….how’s my sucking techniques?” “A lot better than my wife’s.”